Amelia’s POV
“I— I can’t.” I cried, my body writhing and shivering violently as I looked at Castriel but he only looked down at me in amusement.
I was expecting the sheer amount of pain that was going to come out of this but nothing prepared me for a thorned whip all over my skin.
Nothing prepared me for how crazy my p***y hurts right now and how badly my body bleeds but all of this, I could tell, was satisfying to Castriel.
He had more things to do to me, he’d planned for more and what I’ve felt, what I’m crying for right now will be nothing compared to what I’m going to feel.
I bit down hard on my lower lip as I tried to muffle my cries but it didn’t work. The more my lower lip hurt, the more I’m reminded that it didn’t hurt as much as my entirely battered body.
“C—“
“Don’t make m
